.: I am Irfan :.

After weeks of deliberating and despite advice from well-meaning folks ("he'll be crying throughout the flight", "he'll find it hard to adjust to the time difference" and "why waste money. he won't remember anyway!"), Mama and Ayah decided to bring me along for a holiday to New York and Tokyo after all.

Anyway, just to set the record straight ...

(1) "he'll be crying throughout the flight"

Not true. You can ask Mama and Ayah. The flight, or at least, the first 15 hours or so of it, was actually quite bearable. It was only during the last few hours before we reached Detroit that I felt enough was enough (... and made sure the entire section of the plane was aware of it too. hehe)

(2) "he'll find it hard to adjust to the time difference"

Not true either. Easy-peasy lemon-squeezy.

(3) "why waste money. he won't remember anyway!"

Huh? What holiday? hehe.
But seriously, there's no denying this one.
In fact I have a sneaky feeling that it is for this very reason that Ayah is making me blog about the trip.
I can picture it already ...
... 12 years down ...
... all my other classmates are packing off their bags to Sydney, Florida, Tokyo etc as incentive for having done well in their PSLE ...
... and I'm stuck here in my room in Singapore because it's pouring outside, moaning, "How come I don't get to go anywhere?!! I did well for my PSLE too!" ...
... and Ayah will go, "Boy, believe it or not, you have probably travelled further than any of your classmates! Don't believe me? Let me show you ..."

Day 1






















We had a 6.00 a.m. flight to catch. Unfortunately, Ayah didn't manage to secure us a bulkhead seat online, which meant we had to be at the airport by 3.00 a.m. to be the lovely people at NWA to give us the seats.
Despite the ungodly hours, Ah Ma and Ah Gu came along to see us off!
I love you Ah Ma! (you too, Ah Gu :) )
We did get the seats by the way, thanks to a lovely auntie from NWA. :)

















It was 20 odd hours to get to New York. Might as well use the time to get an education, said Ayah.















"Awww ... what a sweet little boy" you might say.
Well, let's just say that it got *alittle* uglier after this. heh.
















After ... 7 hrs to Narita, 12 hrs to Detroit, 3 hrs in Detroit and another 2 hrs to Newark ... finally, New York, New York!!
This one is a alittle something to all those who did not believe I could make it ... bllllpppppphhtt!!!
Nah, I'm kidding.
Time to rest before we get down to some serious VACATIONING!! Woohoo!!